Campbell Harrison

 
 

Music

Behind Glass

03:13
Campbell Harrison
2015

Story

Campbell Harrison - guitars & vocals

Schuyler Clark - bass

Richie Jones - drums

Lyrics

Behind Glass

© 2015 Campbell Harrison

 

Ship in a bottle lost at sea,
Drifting in waves of memory.
Little sailor climbs the ropes,
Searching for somewhere to hang his hopes.
The curve of the earth is all he sees.

Tipping turning the space is free,
In spite of the man that won’t agree.
Now time is gone, no watches here.
The fault of the land that won’t appear.
Or maybe a future he can’t see.

Chorus

Just watch the hurried man fly,
He might not know or he might say why.
Who cares what he cannot see.
The thing he’s looking for…
Somewhere to be.

After 20 years he’s washed ashore.
The tipping and turning is no more.
Steady legs he looks around.
To see that in glass he has been bound.
A floating cage that has no door.

Chorus

Just watch the hurried man fly.
He might know no but he might say why.
Who cares, of what he can’t see.
The thing he’s looking for….

Just watch the hurried man cry.
Might know but he might still try.
Who cares, of what he can’t see.
The thing he’s looking for….
To be free... To be free.

Just watch the hurried man fly…